snippet:

“…i pulled the super bouncy ball out (it was one of those rainbow colored ones), once again yelled, “hey,” and then threw…guy took off chasing after it like it had the secrets to life contained inside.

quickly, i ran around to the driver’s side, unlocked my car, and got in. i looked up just in time to see him finally corral the ball into his hands, and he looked up just in time to see me start the ignition.

for a moment we both stared at each other, like something out of some bizarre david lynch western movie not yet made. then he blinked and took off running away from me and out of the parking lot, super bouncy ball still in hand.

i watched for a moment as he continued to get further away, and as i watched i considered where on the scale of exploitative and inappropriate behavior my choice to essentially treat this man like a dog by luring him away from my car with a modified game of fetch fell.

eventually concluding that he seemed a lot happier with the super bouncy ball then he ever did kicking my tire.”